The Confessional Booth

[SuitsBlue]

I didnt realise there was a kangeroo court in attendance.

where the [Poor language removed] have you been?

 

[coyney]

I didnt realise there was a kangeroo court in attendance.

bet you would eat the poor kangeroo as well

 

[monty]

I always got blamed if any food went missing at work they would search my locker ,but never found any thing because IT was not me we had a butty snatcher and being rotund suspect number one,any how fed up getting accused for nothing my mate placed his bacon roll down and went to the tea machine so I thought if it goes Ill get the blame so I scoffed it ,any how Pete comes back and goes ballistic stating at least it clears Coyney hes too good a mate to take mine ,oops never did tell him but was that guilty took him to the welly pub in edge lane and bought him a pint and a pie

But you never killed a hamster Roy did you

 

[chicoazul]

It would appear Buddhism has took over Evertonians.

Have you ever stood on ants? You horror.

 

[monty]

It would appear Buddhism has took over Evertonians.

Have you ever stood on ants? You horror.

Just think of the love and attention little Trevor gave you, his little eyes looking up to his master in adoration, in return you treated him like an escapee from the Young Ones, killer (now in full distain mode)

 

[chicoazul]

Youre edging me towards a breakdown here Monty you monster.

 

[Sharpys top lip]

lemmiwinks.

your goose is cooked mister.

Loved that episode.

True story.

Mr slave = chico.......fact......

 

[monty]

Youre edging me towards a breakdown here Monty you monster.

What pity did you show that little animal on top of which you blamed some one else yet you call me a monster, go on breakdown, at least Freddie Starr admitted it

 

[Jamo Martinez]

I was seeking to repent here. Wheres good ol Christian values on here?

Try four 'our fathers' and six bloody marys

 

[monty]

Try four 'our fathers' and six bloody marys

followed by a good hanging

 

[Vim Fuego]

To that poor milkman in Sefton Park in the mid 1990's, it was me who reversed at full speed into your milk float in a 7.5 tonne wagon then drove away as you were delivering your dairy products on the upper floors of that tower block, the noise of your windscreen shattering into a thousand pieces still haunts me at night.

The burden of guilt now feels lifted from my wide shoulders...i'm free i tells yer.

 

[BlackToffee]

I was seeking to repent here. Wheres good ol Christian values on here?

I think it went with the "hamster" and "Death" in the same sentence.

Just be grateful you didn't use the word "dog" or else you'd spent more time in prison than the average murderer.

 

[monty]

I think it went with the "hamster" and "Death" in the same sentence.

Just be grateful you didn't use the word "dog" or else you'd spent more time in prison than the average murderer.

Well said BT I'm surprised that murdering [Poor language removed] has shown his face today

 

[Bluelass]

I was the first distributor of pornographic photographs at a Girls Grammar School.
Shocking but true, well sort of.

In the late sixties they used to have a little magazine which went inside football programmes, Football League review or something like that....anyway, one week there was a team photo of Swindon Town, I think it was and lo and behold, there was one of the players with his dangly bit peeping out from his shorts.
Well, not having any brothers, I was curious to say the least and after having examined the photograph in great detail, I decided to take it to school to show my equally young and innocent friends the coveted photo of a grown ups willy.

The photo was passed around the class and eventually half the school with gasps and comments until a Sixth Former heard about the photo. As I was one of only a handful of girls in that school who went to football matches, the trail naturally led to me.

Dear oh dear, what a telling off I got. Filth, disgusting etc etc. It left me afraid of looking at a pair of men's trousers for years lest I should see another willy peeping at me!
I'd forgotten all about it until I saw this thread and remembered that I never did confess that particular sin to Father Owen.

It's only now I realise what a big lad that player must have been!

 

[heatmeiser]

I did something very naughty that made the front page of the local rags.

Nobody was injured or anything and it was an accident. I was only 11.

It was a disused factory.